If these films are genuinely public domain, it would be cool to start ripping them and uploading them to the Internet Archive’s feature film collection — that’s my prime motivation for wanting to find out more about where they come from.
The notes blatted skyward as they rose over the Canada geese, feathered
rumps mooning the day, webbed appendages frantically pedaling unseen
bicycles in their search for sustenance, driven by cruel Nature’s maxim,
‘Ya wanna eat, ya gotta work,’ and at last I knew Pittsburgh.
— Winning sentence, 1987 Bulwer-Lytton bad fiction contest.